The Endless Saga

Greetings from the far side of sanity. Welcome . . . to a world of poetry, creative nonfiction, and occasional fiction as told by James Eric Watkins. And sometimes, I post the lyrics to a song that strikes me as having a message that needs to be shared.

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

For Lori

Your Eyes

a rare kindnessI've seen in your eyes,felt in the reflections cast

from the waters of your soul,of your pain, of your love . . .scattered from the surface

like light into my eyes.

oh but I see you.

clearly.

as if you werestandingright in front of me.

a saddened kindnessrising up from the depthin your eyes.

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I know all too wellthat there are no words to sufficewhen someone we love passes away,especially when that someone is our father.

These are just some of my thoughts and feelings.I love you, Lori. You are as special as one can be.

Poetry

"Let us remember . . . that
in the end we go to poetry
for one reason, so that we
might more fully inhabit
our lives and the world in
which we live them, and
that if we more fully inhabit
these things, we might be
less apt to destroy both."
Christian Wiman,
Editor of "POETRY"
"Hang on to your hopes my friend; That's an easy thing to say, but if your hopes should pass away, simply pretend that you can build them again." ~ Paul Simon